The Troubles of the Holy Maiden [Comprehensive]

Chapter 140 Orphan Resentment

As soon as she returned to the Seat of Heroes, Fran immediately took out a huge full-length mirror and placed it in the center of the empty hall.

Standing in front of the full-length mirror, she took a deep breath and unbuttoned her collar.

The white and jade-like skin was exposed inch by inch, Fulan opened the collar to the part above the chest, and tapped her heart lightly with her fingers, slowly covering it with spiritual power.

With the stimulation of spiritual power, the originally hidden mark of the Flying Thunder God reappeared, and the red pattern was printed on the white skin, which looked a bit bewitching and gorgeous.Seeing this scene, Fran didn't know whether she was disappointed or relieved. If the engraving didn't fail, it meant that the Thousand Hands didn't die, so the rule fusion of Ninja Continent was probably a success.

Thinking of Senshou Banma, Uchiha Madara came to mind. Fran didn't like to owe favors. At the last moment of that world, watching the dust on Madara's face peel off little by little, her heart was not untouched.She casually took out the pupil power crystal pendant that Madara gave her back then, maybe it was an illusion, she felt that the light on the crystal was much dimmed.In the seat of Heroes, which is isolated from the world, this crystal finally lost its connection with its master.

Putting away the pendant, Fran hesitated for a moment, then opened the sealing barrier with five fingers and covered the mark of the Flying Thunder God on her heart. Although she didn't know if it would be useful, it was better than no protection at all.Fran made up her mind to try to avoid meeting Qian Shou Fei Jian before recovering her own strength.

'When I recover my spells...you wait in the Qianshoubanjian, I must get the place back! Fran gritted her teeth secretly, imagining that she pressed the Thousand Hands Door to the ground and rubbed it over and over again.

After making up her mind, Fran began to think about descending to the plane. If she wanted to practice magic as soon as possible, she had to choose a world with similar power rules.Among the worlds she has been to, the first world that responds to Artoria's call is undoubtedly the most suitable, that is, the world where Rowena is the summoner...

But the problem is, that world has Merlin...

Fran had a headache. She really didn't want to get involved with Merlin anymore. The grievances and grievances between them were too complicated. Now that she thought about it, Fran had an inexplicable feeling that she didn't dare to face it.Thinking of Merlin's nature and ability to make things happen, Fran felt helpless for a while.But now, going to that world is the best choice.

'Then let Providence decide. Fran closed her eyes and released the sensor. The signals from different planes were strong or weak. Fran quickly glanced over and opened her eyes suddenly.

'There really is a summoner from that world!Moreover, the feeling brought to me by the summoner is somewhat familiar. '

Fran weighed it in her heart, and decided to answer the call. As for Merlin, avoid it if you can.

"The time of this summoning is a long time away from the time when Hogwarts was established, I hope Merlin has already figured it out..."

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1932, London, England.

The economic crisis that broke out from the United States in 1929 spread wildly across the Atlantic to Europe.The sudden Great Depression swept almost the entire European capital market. Even in Britain, known as the empire on which the sun never sets, the number of unemployed people reached 250 million in the following year.In just two or three years, bankruptcy, poverty, and even hunger enveloped the entire UK. In this catastrophe of the capital market, not to mention the unemployed and starving workers, even the arrogant capitalists in the past, there is no shortage of people who are angry with themselves. Pulled the trigger.And those orphanages that were on the fringes of society and were poor in the past, in this kind of environment, the situation is even more difficult.

The Wu's Orphanage in London is just a very ordinary one among these orphanages that barely survive in the wind and rain.

The young Tom Riddle was locked in the dark and small confinement room, and he had been hungry for two days and one night.This room in the orphanage used to punish children who made mistakes has no windows, no lights, no beds, only a small vent near the ceiling, and a small half bowl of cold water.

The small window on the iron door of the confinement room was opened, and a ray of light shone on the face of little Tom sitting in the corner, making him unable to resist raising his hand to cover his eyes.

A small half of a child's face was exposed through the small window. It was the child in the orphanage that Mrs. Cole favored the most, Billy.Billy is bigger than Tom, and taller and stronger than Tom, but now he is probably standing on a stool and pawing at the door, and said with a long tail: "Riddle, Mrs. Cole asked me to ask you , do you know what's wrong?"

Little Tom looked away, not wanting to see Billy's triumphant face.The orphanage is like a small society. Before Billy was trusted and loved by Mrs. Cole, smart and beautiful Tom was Mrs. Cole's favorite child.But as he grows older, Tom's untimely eccentricity is gradually exposed, coupled with the unremitting efforts of the accuser Billy, Mrs. Cole's love for Tom has also turned into suspicion and scrutiny.

Tom lowered his crow-feather eyelashes, deaf to Billy's words.He knew that even if he gave in to Billy, Billy wouldn't say anything nice about him in front of Mrs. Cole, so why bother?Isn't Billy coming here to find himself to show condescendingly how much he is trusted by Mrs. Cole?For the small semi-closed society of the orphanage, the dean, Mrs. Cole, is the person whom the orphans most respect and rely on. As long as they get Mrs. Cole's preference, clean clothes, full food, and good adopters... everything is at their fingertips. available.

Facing Tom who was ignoring him, Billy felt annoyed and bored. He kicked the door heavily and said angrily: "You devil's bastard, you are full of evil breath. You are in the confinement room. Please ask God for forgiveness!"

The small window on the iron door was snapped shut, and the small confinement room returned to darkness.The hungry and weak Tom raised his hand with difficulty and stared at his palm.

'I'm different, I'm different from their philistines...'

"Because of this, they will stay away from me, fear me, and be hostile to me, just because I have a special talent, which they can't reach..."

'Until I gain the power to control my destiny, I must endure...must endure...'

'So sick...can't think anymore...God, or whoever...'

'Just get me out of here...'

'Just get me off this high wall...'

'I…'

Half asleep and half awake, Little Tom felt a thin golden light glow in his eyes, like the bridge to heaven that the priest said.

'Am I... dying? '

'I don't want to die! Little Tom opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a beautiful girl in white clothes standing in front of him in a small space. The girl's soft blond hair moved without wind, and three pairs of light golden wings behind her covered the narrow room. She was full, and the platinum-gold halo around her illuminated the dark confinement room.

"God...angel?" Tom watched the girl smile at him, and his poor vocabulary could not describe the beauty of this smile, as if he was given a warm and bright embrace in a cold and dark world.

"Angel? I'm not." Fran tilted her head, blinking her eyes playfully and said, "Think about it carefully, you should already know my identity."

"I...you..." Little Tom was a little dazed by the sudden amount of information. Although he was always precocious, he was a little speechless at this time.Noticing that the child seemed to be in poor health, Fran raised her hand and patted him on the shoulder.

Little Tom immediately felt a warm current spread from the shoulder Fran patted to his whole body, the hunger in his stomach disappeared, and his body became relaxed all of a sudden.

"What is this? It's amazing!" Little Tom immediately jumped up and looked at Fran with burning eyes.

"Well...it's just a small magic to adjust your physical condition, it's used in an emergency, and it can't replace three meals a day." Fran explained with a smile: "You still need to develop a normal life pattern, children, no If you eat and don't sleep, you won't grow taller."

"Magic! There really is magic! What about me? Can I learn magic too?" Tom asked eagerly, his black eyes staring at Fran full of excitement and longing.

"You..." Fran glanced at Tom, and secretly checked it roughly with the detection spell. As Fran expected, this made her feel that the familiar child had part of Slytherin blood, that is, possessed advanced magic. The blood of the biological Ouroboros is only relatively thin.To Fran's surprise, the child's magical talent was quite high, even better than the clever Rowena, almost on par with his ancestor Salazar.

Moreover, this seems to be a child who is very hungry for power...

Looking at the boy's eager eyes, Fran nodded: "Of course you can learn magic. It seems that you don't know. You are a little wizard."

"Wizard...I'm a wizard...I know it, I know it, I'm different!" The boy's eyes suddenly lit up, and the confirmation from Fran made his whole face glow, and he held on tightly. His fists showed his excitement and unwillingness to be ordinary.

The boy suddenly looked at Fran, stepped forward and grabbed her cuff, half begging and half commanding, "I want to get out of here, you can take me out of here, right?"

Fulan had no intention of pursuing the unreasonableness of a five or six-year-old boy who was locked up in the orphanage's confinement room. She lowered her head and confirmed, "Leaving the orphanage...is this your wish?"

"Yes, I want to leave the orphanage, and... learn magic!" The boy nodded hastily.

"Okay then, confirm the contract and use the Command Seal, you know what to do."

"Okay, I'm Tom Riddle, in the name of Command Spells, I'm leaving the orphanage!" the boy said immediately.

"Okay." Feeling that the contract was established and the magic power replenished, Fran nodded.

"And then? Don't you take me away?" Tom asked seriously with his small face up.

Fran, who had acquired the common sense of the world, squatted down and looked at the children at the same level, and explained: "Tom, if you want to leave the orphanage, I must go through the adoption procedures for you first, right? Otherwise, you will become a criminal."

Five-year-old Tom blinked, not quite understanding what Fran meant.

"Can't I go straight away? You use magic to take me away with a swish?"

Fran sighed: "Of course I can, but that won't do you any good. If you want to live a normal life, I still suggest going through formal procedures, so that it will be easier for you to recognize relatives in the future."

"But my mother died, she died not long after I was born..." said Tom, bowing his head.

Hearing what the boy said, Fran patted his head and said, "I'm sorry about that, Tom." Then she said, "I'll take you out of the orphanage, but it may take a few more days, I need to go through my With your identity in this world, I will come to the orphanage to adopt you. After that, I will teach you magic, and you can go to school normally, how about it?"

As soon as Tom heard that Fran was leaving, he rushed over and hugged Fran: "No! Don't go!"

Of course, the children who have been locked up in the orphanage for two days cannot be delicious, but for a five-year-old child, Fran can't openly express her disgust. She can only gently appease this insecure clingy little ghost. was able to get away.

Fran, who temporarily left the summoner, looked at the high wall of the orphanage not far away, feeling helpless in her heart:

'What is my fate?He actually wants to take care of a child again, this kid is not the type to worry about at first glance...'

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Three days later, a stately and luxurious car pulled up in front of a humble orphanage in London.As the deacon opened the door, a handsome gentleman wearing a three-piece black suit, top hat, holding a staff of civilization, and a long coat got out of the car.His soft, curly blond hair was brighter than gold, and his azure pupils were clearer than the waters of the Danube.Mrs. Cole who greeted her at the gate of the orphanage, even if she was middle-aged, her heart beat almost out of breath when she saw the gentleman's handsome face.

The gentleman bowed his head reservedly and politely to Mrs. Cole:

"It's the first time to meet you, ma'am. I'm Frank Riddle, who I made an appointment with you before. I'm here this time to pick up my relatives."

The author has something to say: Dangdangdang, a new volume begins~Fran restarted the role-playing play, speaking of blonde hair, blue eyes, handsome appearance, strong magic, did he bump into the character design of a certain German devil king?

small theater:

Tom: Fran, are you playing a nobleman?

Fran: Why do you say that?

Tom: I feel aristocratic is what you look like, rich and, well, classy.

Fran: It sounds like you envy nobles.

Tom: A little bit...

Fran: Then you are probably going to be disappointed. I played the role of an upstart returning from the American gold rush.